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Wednesday, May 31, 2017

When tragedy strikes the small mountain town of McKenzie Ridge, lives are left hanging in the balance.

Everly Shaw takes a direct hit, leaving her battling demons she thought she buried long ago. Doing her best to move on, life tosses her a curveball…or two. Everly now must face her past in order to have the future she never knew she wanted. A spontaneous girl at heart who throws caution to the wind, the only risk she won’t gamble on…love.

Doctor Mason Charles knows exactly what he wants and it’s Nurse Everly Shaw. The only problem, she doesn’t do love or relationships, but she will do late nights and secret rendezvous. Doc is a patient man, but is he patient enough to wait for her change of heart that may or may not come?

Twists of fate, destiny, and maybe a little luck are all he needs to be a hero to the one person who ends up needing him most. He saved lives in the emergency room, but could he heal old wounds and a broken heart?

Wrongs become right, relationships unfold, and mysteries resolve only to find that good is being threatened by evil. Lives are at risk when danger hides under the cloak of friendship – will McKenzie Ridge be planning a wedding, or will they suffer yet another heart breaking funeral?

Stephanie St. Klaire debuted in 2016, launching her writing career with Rescued, the first book in the widely popular, five book series known as McKenzie Ridge. Stephanie is a Pacific Northwest native currently living in Oregon with her husband, five children, and two ferocious lap dogs.

As a writer, Stephanie brings realistic circumstances to the pages, and fills them with real emotion, reactions, and outcomes. Her characters are passionate, have bold personalities, and full of life. She writes happily ever after’s, with plenty of twists, turns, drama, and of course, steamy romance.

Stephanie has always been a story teller, with the gift of “gab”, and a life-long goal to be a writer. Unfortunate circumstances with her health, finally afforded her the time to do so. Irony at its best, she began writing her first novel at an adverse time, to escape her circumstance and explore the stories in her imagination for relief. She is happy to share those stories with her readers, and bring a little fun, entertainment, and of course smexy characters to the pages.

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Friday, May 26, 2017

Jada is an avid bow hunter out on vacation during elk season with three of her friends when they are viciously attacked by strangers. One of her friends is killed outright and two others are taken captive. She wants to be with them, fight beside them, but another stranger arrives and pulls her aside, blocking her path back to camp as she listens to her three friends scream.

Bryce is a tracker of rogues for the Laizahlian Council. He has worked for the Hunter Vaughn for almost three hundred years, having long given up hope of ever finding his destined mate. To his horror, when he finally finds her, it's to learn Jada is a human female from Earth. He barely arrives in time to save her from the two rogues he and his partner have been hunting these past three days. There is nothing he can do to save her three friends and he knows Jada will hate him for it. With his partner seriously wounded, Bryce must convince Jada her only hope for survival is to stay with him. Not an easy task when he admits to being a werewolf from another world.

But Bryce knows that rogue werewolves are not the only danger his new mate must face. The greatest threat will come from Vaughn himself, a powerful vampire. It is forbidden by the Council for their kind to take a human mate. If Bryce can't convince Vaughn that Jada is a born shapeshifter, his partner will likely try to kill her. He can't allow this, even if it means he must go rogue himself in order to protect her.

Bryce is a tracker of shapeshifter rogues on a hunt with his partner in the backwoods of Oregon when he comes across a beautiful dark-haired woman. She calls to his heart, but can he convince her he isn’t one of the monsters he chases, especially after they attack her friends and he refuses to let her help.

An avid bow hunter, Jada plans to enjoy a couple weeks with her three friends during elk season. No other people around, no television or phones, just them and nature. Unfortunately, they make camp right in the middle of a battle between shapeshifting rogues and the two men chasing them. Jada isn’t sure which group is more dangerous, especially when one singles her out to claim for his own.

Author Bio:

A retired FEI competitor in dressage, Denna earned her United States Dressage Federation Bronze and Silver Medals.

After Denna retired from training and showing horses, she decided to try her hand at writing novels in paranormal and science fiction romance. She used the unique personalities of her many wonderful students to help bring life to her characters.

Denna and her husband Lee make their home in the beautiful State of Oregon with their two loyal German shepherds, one energetic border collie, and two very spoiled cats. Animals are given a special place in her novels, their offer of unconditional love a lifeline in this difficult world. Denna and Lee enjoy spending time camping and fishing with their children and grandchildren.

CEO Aiden Kelley’s life of billionaire extravagance is flipped upside down when his ex shows up with a ten-year-old she claims is his. Totally out of his element and losing the control so integral to his success, he needs help. To top it all off, the only constant woman in his life, his executive assistant, has given notice just when he needs her help to survive his newfound fatherhood.

Chelsea Houston is an executive assistant, not a nanny. The only person more clueless about kids is her boss. Helping him on a daddy-daughter road trip is her last task before he’ll accept her two weeks’ notice and she can be free of the infuriating man she’s had a crush on for longer than she’d admit. Aiden’s carefully ordered life has never been so disorganized, and he’s suddenly tempted by the things he thought he could never have. Things like love and family. Who knew chaos could be so damn fun?

This close, he could smell her. He could see the way her pupils dilated when he touched her. He could hear the quick intake of breath as she otherwise went very, very still.

“I can’t begin to thank you enough for your quick thinking and willingness to help make all of these bumps in the road smooth for Waverley,” he said.

But what he was thinking was that kissing her might not be such a bad idea after all. He was thinking of how her lips might taste and how she’d fit into his arms.

“Glermpfh,” she answered, turning away.

Faced with her stiff and poised back, he considered that response. She’d moved to stare at the pump as the numbers ticked upward, but her hand shook.

Just a little. Not something he even would’ve noticed if he hadn’t been so intently studying her. “We should get a room,” he said.

She abruptly yanked the nozzle out of the car, but didn’t stop squeezing the handle, sloshing gas all over the side of the car and onto his legs and shoes. Her scent vanished, washed away in the noxious fumes of fuel.

EXCERPT #2

“Did you ever play in the street? Like, where traffic was? You know, like kickball or whatever and, when cars came, you yelled ‘Pause!’ and got everyone off the street. When it wasn’t clear, you called ‘game on’?” Another crash of thunder shook the windows, and she wondered how the kid could sleep through it. She closed her eyes, hoping for strength but only finding more fear. She really just needed to get her mind off it…

“Sure,” he said. “We called ‘pause’ when there were cars until we could play again. Still not following you, though. Do you have a point?”

“You know how I work for you and all that?”

He sighed, and she was close enough to him that his breath ruffled her hair. “Of course.”

“Pause,” she said. Before she could talk herself out of it, she went up on tiptoes and touched her lips to his.

He didn’t move, and she didn’t have the bravery to go further with it. They stood there, frozen, his breath whispering across her cheeks and her lips just barely touching his. Between the heat of his body and that coursing through her veins from her impetuous drinking, some warmth managed to seep back into her, and she felt almost safe for a second.

Then another crash from outside and she shuddered, pinching her eyes closed. He must’ve felt it or taken pity on her, or who knew what his motives were, but his arms closed around her and his lips slanted across hers. If she’d thought he would bury her fears and distract her, she was right. Nothing mattered outside that moment.

Lazy hunger curled through the kiss, his experience clear in the slow burn of his mouth dragging across hers. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and she twined her arms around his neck to better brace for the sexy torture of his embrace.

She felt the impact of the wall behind her and wasn’t sure if the crash she heard was her system going into overdrive or the sound of the storm. He tasted like sin, and she was starved for more. His hands gripped her hips and she pressed into his body, thrilling at the sexual tension skating across her flesh like fire.

“Chels,” he whispered, his mouth tracing a path down her neck.

“Game on,” she gasped.

He stilled, backing away to meet her eyes. Another flash illuminated his face. He looked hungry, like he could eat her up in one big bite.

The sight of that look, on his face, made her shiver with want. But he wasn’t for her and this was a ridiculous idea. She couldn’t play on his level, knew it on a bone deep level.

Not that she’d been able to resist a taste.

God. At least in two weeks she would tell him goodbye. Then she wouldn’t have to look at his face and be reminded of her moment of weakness. Or how wonderful his mouth had felt against hers.

She ducked under his arm and fled as fast as her legs could carry her, only stopping once her bedroom door separated them. Leaning on it, she bit her lip. Everything in her, down to the last cell, wanted to go back out there, climb him like a tree, and let him take her in whatever depraved fashion he might want to try.

Tomorrow, she’d probably be full of regrets. She’d crossed a line, stupidly. He was her boss.

Somehow, she half wished she could quit now, so she could—What? Go back to her world while he lived in his, high atop the world in a glass tower of money and power? No, she’d be better off as far away from him as possible, since pursuing anything was an act of masochistic idiocy.

About the Author

USA Today Best-seller Virginia Nelson is the hybrid author of more than 40 novels and novellas. She is also the editor of almost 100 books/novellas for various publishers and authors. Virginia has been a bestseller on Amazon, Bookstrand, Barnes & Noble, iBooks and Kobo. In 2015, Penthouse Prince hit the USA Today Best-Selling list at #50. and in 2017 she hit the list again with “Caged” in the Hot on Ice Anthology. Virginia is also a single mother of three great kids, a graduate of Kent State University, and a current student at Seton Hill University.

She lives a double life, one where she hunts bad guys by night and one where she writes about them. Tocxy keeps both worlds apart, only a super sexy model who isn't all what he seems to be - has his eyes set on her and his name is Shane.

What's her second secret?

Someone who she's had a crush on, someone she's been texting for over a year, someone she's drawn to in a way that scares her. Axel may be everything she ever wanted but he could also mean a world of trouble.

As Tocxy moves from state to state to hide from a past that could be deadly, she faces challenges ahead that could be just as deadly as her past. Meanwhile she plays with fire as she lets Shane and Axel into her life, in more ways than one. Tocxy is caught in the middle of something big, and she has to stop running to face not just her enemies, but herself. She must make a decision and quick before everything she's been trying to keep together, falls apart.

"Victoria." A deep male voice made me look up to find a familiar face grinning back at me.

I knew him from Facebook, not because I'd ever talked to him but because he had been on many book covers from well known authors and OK, he was even hotter in person. Oh mama!

"Do I know you?" I asked calmly – while I fan-girled inside - because he hadn't introduced himself and I didn't want to assume he didn't need to regardless of who he was. He didn't know me.

He cocked his head to the side and looked down at me, "Sure I do, you wrote that story about the biker girl who's a vigilante by night and what did she do by day?" He arched an eyebrow.

I looked into his dark eyes, "She was an FBI agent by day."

"Anyway, the book cover art for that book is awesome." He eyes me as I stand there unsure of why he's talking to me.

I smiled kindly, "Thank you, it was just a stock photo image and I just used Photoshop, no biggie."

His eyes widen, "Wow, pretty and talented."

I'm sure he could tell I was blushing and on top of that, I laughed nervously, "Thanks, looks like they're getting ready to take the group photo." I said as I turned to leave when he just looked at me amused.

"Hey Victoria," His hand is on my shoulder and a spark of something runs through my body.

What the hell was that?

"You forgot this." He hands me back the lanyard that I somehow left behind." His hand is still resting on my shoulder as I take it from him and his fingers brush against mine.

I acted as cool as I could but I probably failed, "Thank you Shane." His name left my lips before I had a chance to think about it.

"You're welcome Victoria." He replied with emphasis on my name.

I could still feel his eyes on me as I leave my cup on my table and make way to take the group photo.

Snippet #2:

Finally I checked my phone as I walked out of the room and went through a few emails, messages and last but not least, the snap that Axel had sent me earlier.

"I want you." I stopped dead in my tracks as I re-read the message over and over again.

He wants me.

OK, he'd never said that before. In fact, we'd kept the sexy talk about our bodies not about us actually meeting up and doing anything. I know that's not what he said but it was implied.

"I want you too." I replied back because two could play that game. Honestly, I thought he was just playing with me or messing with my head because he'd never committed to meeting me at a book signing. So could I really believe he would actually meet up with me for date or even just sex?

I walked towards the elevators and as I did, I got another snap from Axel.

"Soon." It was all he said.

I didn't reply back.

Snippet #3:

"Wow." A voice that wasn't Shane's or mine said.

We barely paused looking over in a haze of lust and desire, my eyes widened but I had lost control of my body and only felt what Shane was doing to me.

Axel stood by the door to the balcony staring at us but mostly his eyes stripped me bare, as if Shane hadn't just removed my clothes.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join us?" Shane snapped at him and before I could object or push him away, his mouth was on mine hungrier than before.

Author Bio:

M.S. L.R., lived in Los Angeles California for eight years and then moved to Arkansas and has been living there ever since. She graduated Springdale High in 2007. Currently, she has a full time office job and writes on her free time. She has also published YA Paranormal Romance under Stefany Rattles.